Reflection

Reflection, oil on canvas abstract painting

Mother Earth

Pen drawing and oil painting representing Mother Earth

Rose fantasy

This is a red pen drawing I’ve made today dreaming of a beautiful girl standing naked on a delicate rose petal, so beautiful, so feminine smelling like roses.

A new pen drawing of Elise

This is the way I imagine Elise, the muse of the song Fur Elise, the woman who inspired Ludwig van Beethoven, a young beautiful woman white soft skin, big brown eyes and long brown curly hair Everytime I listen to Fur Elise I almost can see Elise laying on a white silk bed with white roses around her. Every time I listen to this song the bright pure white image of Elise comes to my mind and all I wish is to be with her,feel her delicate body and touch her white soft skin

The legend of Kore

In the Greek mythology Kore (the young maiden) was the juvenile aspect of Persephone, the bright side of the goddess, a goddess of spring. Kore was the parthenogenetic daughter of Demeter.
One day Kore was abducted by Hades to become his wife Persephone (destroyer of light), the queen of the underworld.
These are my drawings of the the innocent Kore and the hand of Hades rising from the ground to take her to the underworld

Ancient Mars

This is my oil painting of the ancient Mars, a planet like our Earth, a planet with an ocean in the northern hemisphere and a continent covered with vegetation in the southern hemisphere. By that time there was life on Mars and maybe a Martian civilization and  they’ve built the pyramids in the Cydonia region and some pyramids on Earth.

Something destroyed life on Mars and I thing that something was an object made of strange quark matter or an object with a relativistic speed, an object with a strong gravitational field that hit the planet creating the Hellas Platina and the  Tharsis Montes.

Her voice made me fall in love 7 years ago

7 years ago I listened to the song “William Hawk – Say goodbye” and the female voice really made me fall in love. Her voice is so sweet, so warm. Here is a painting I’ve made then(left) and a drawing I’ve made today(right), both representing her, the way I imagined her, young, beautiful, with long dark hair and white smooth skin, looking at me with her big eyes and telling me not to leave her.
 
I could not find out who she is but these is the way I see her with my mental eyes when I listen to that song.

Wild Sonya

Minkowski’s butterfly

This is my oil on canvas painting of Minkowski’s butterfly(M2-9 or wings of a Butterfly Nebula), a bipolar planetary nebula in the constellation Ophiuchus.

Alien volcano

Alien volcano, oil painting

Corot-7b landscape

Corot-7b is the first planet orbiting the star Corot-7, a yellow dwarf star in the Monoceros(Unicorn) constellation. The distance between the planet and the the Corot 7 star is 2,500000 km. Like our moon Corot-7b has no rotation movement, exposing to the star the same face. On the surface exposed to the star there is an ocean of lava where the temperatures reach 2400ºC while the other face of the planet is frozen with temperatures that can reach -200ºC. The high temperatures of the lava ocean make the rocks volatilize and then when they reach the cold areas in the upper atmosphere become solid again and fall back in the hot ocean as a stones rain.

This is the way I imagine a place on the borderline area between the hot lava ocean and the dark and cold side of the planet.

After 10 years

These is a painting I’ve made 10 years ago….

 

…and these is a pen drawing I’ve made these week.

10 years passed since I’ve started drawing and painting and I still feel the same emotions, I still dream of alien oceans shining in the blue light of a supernova. I still dream of a water nymph rising from the living ocean of love and shining in the blue supernova light. I wish I was there with her hold her, and feel her body like a summer rain even if she would flow between my fingers like water

She is an ice mountain

I’ve made this pen drawing of a ice woman today. She is like an ice mountain so beautiful but so distant and cold and I can never reach her. These is the emotion I’ve felt so many times, her coldness and distant attitude standing between us like an ice mountain.

The drawings I’ve made motivated by the need to be loved

Love, but especially the need to love and be loved is the muse that inspired many artists and inspiration for the great artworks. These are the drawings I’ve made since the year 2000 in my lonely moments when I’ve felt the need to love and be loved and the only thing I could do was to draw and paint all the things I can only dream of. She is just a creation of my mind but I’m so in love with her, the way Pygmalion loved Galatea and the only thing I need is Aphrodite to come into my life and turn my dream into reality.

The sensuality of the rose

The “king of the flowers” according to one of Sappho’s poems, the rose, especially the red one, is often associated with sensuality, passion and love

These are some of my drawings of beautiful women with roses that underline their beauty making the image more sensual and romantic

When I was in high school I was fascinated by the image in the movie American beauty and I fantasized about a beautiful young girl on a red rose petals bed

These is another red pen drawing I’ve made in high school

These are my newest drawings of beautiful women with red rose petals

While de red rose is a symbol of burning passion the white one represents purity. These is the watercolor painting of Elize, the painting I’ve made after listening to Beethoven’s song Fur Elize. The first thing I imagined while listening to these song were the white roses and the white rose petals around.

Jupiter and Callisto

Callisto was one of Artemis’s followers. All the nymphs who followed Artemis(Diana) should stay virgins and were severely punished if they had sexual relationships with men. Zeus(Jupiter) fell in love with her and disguised himself as Artemis to seduce and rape her.When she found out about what happened between Callisto and Zeus the goddess turned Callisto into a bear.

This is my pencil drawing of the transvestite Zeus/Jupiter kissing Callisto

New oil painting of Sappho

These is my newest oil painting representing the great poet of love and beauty Sappho, the female poet in the ancient Greece who wrote about the beauty of the young maidens, the feminine delicate beauty, so pure, so innocent, so wonderful. Sappho was a feminist, a poet who wrote about women and for women.

Rosette

I've made this painting inspired by the Rosette Nebula, this space rose that reminds me of the delicate beauty of red roses and young girls. This painting was sold two years ago.

I have the world

These is the painting I’ve made inspired by Delyno’s song “I have the world”, a wonderful pacifist song with wonderful lyrics

I have the entire world inside
Inside my soul cause I
Don't wanna live alone
Don't Wanna die!
I have the entire world inside
Inside my heart so I
I'm gonna sing my song
And touch the sky!
If u seek my dreams
Flying over you
You will know the truth
Let's enjoy the fun
No, no bomb, no gun
Just lïght of the sun!

Elisse

This is my watercolor painting of Elisse, the way I imagine her when I listen to Bethoven's song Fur Elisse, a beautiful young woman with long curly brown hair and brown eyes, wearing white underwear, standing on a white silk bed, with white lilies and roses around her, I see her on the white bed. Everything is white around her, pure bright white, a symbol of her innocence. She is so delicate beautiful young and pure like a white flower. It is not clear who was Elisse but this is the way the song makes me imagine her

My Galateea

This is my watercolor painting of Aphrodite giving life to Galateea, the statue Pygmalion, her creator was in love with.

Just like Pygmalion did, I have my own Galateea, my own dream of love and beauty, the perfect lady of my mind. I’ve made many drawings and paintings of her, over 2000. Every time I feel lonely the only thing I can see in my mind is her. My brain created her but I am so in love with her and the only thing I need is Aphrodite to give life to her and bring her into my real life.

A winter queen

This in my painting of a winter queen, so cold so bad but so beautiful. When she looks at me her eyes are freezing me. Everything she touch is turned into ice. Her dark hair is shining in the aurora light. She is the beauty of the winter and the aurora of the night

Who was Eminescu’s muse?

 

I’ve always wondered who was the muse of Mihai Eminescu, one of the greatest poets in Romania. Who  was that innocent young girl with golden hair, white shin and blue eyes he wrote about in many of his poems?

Many of us know about Veronica Micle but Veronica Micle was not the great love of Mihai Eminescu, that mysterious girl in his poems was. Ha always said in his poems that his muse was a virgin, a very young girl with golden hair while Veronica was already married and had a child when Eminescu knew her and Veronica’s hair was dark, not blonde

Some people say she was an imaginary ideal woman he was only dreaming. This may be my case but not Eminescu’s case.That beautiful girl really existed in his life. He has some poems where he says she is dead. I thing these poems were written for the girl Eminescu loved when he was just a teenager, a girl in his village who died when she was just 19. Eminescu could never forget her and she was in all of his poems, like a ghost from the past. His poems made me dream of her and fall in love with her too. She was so beautiful, no only physically, she had a wonderful soul. She was like an angel, so beautiful, so pure.  I wish she was real. I’ve made many drawings and paintings of her until now

This is my drawing of her inspired from one of Eminescu’s poems

 

Blue flower

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These is the way I imagined the girl who was the first love of Mihai Eminescu after I read his poem “Floare albastra(Blue flower)”. These beautiful young girl with golden hair died when she was just 19. The poet could never forget her and his pain can be felt in his poems. He wrote most of his poems in her memory. She was so beautiful, not only physically. She was like an angel with a beautiful body and soul. She was so pure, so innocent. I’ve never meet her but these poems made me fall in love with her and feel all the feelings the poet felt when he wrote these poems.

BLUE FLOWER

"You ride the clouds and range the sky
Your net about the stars cast;
But do remember dear at last
My soul can never soar so high.

You build tall palaces in Spain
Of fancy's fragile masonry;
You search in vain the sullen sea
And roam Assyria's plains in vain.

The pyramids their summits press
Against the clouded heavens high,
Dear heart, it is not wise to fly
Too far afield for happiness!"

T'was thus she spoke in whispers low,
Her hand laid softly on my head,
But l just laughed and nothing said,
Yet what she told was truth, l know.

"Come where cool crystal brooks complain
Their fleeting fate midst forest greens,
And where the hanging cliff out leans
As though to thunder on the plain.

And somewhere, up some little glade,
To gather raspberries we will climb,
Or sit and watch the sky sublime
From near the rushes' tasselled shade.

While many a story you will tell,
And many a lie you'll whisper too;
But l will read on petals true
You love me not, you love me well.

As rosy as an apple's rind
Will be my cheeks burnt by the sun,
And my long golden hair undone
Around your neck in coils you'll wind.

While if your lips on mine should burn
No one in all the world will know,
My hat is broad...and even so,
T'were only your and my concern.

And whet moon comes shining through
The gap where tangled branches part,
You'll hold me very close, dear heart,
And l will clasp my arms round you.

And when we walk the twilight gloom
Of forest paths that homeward run,
We'll gather many a kiss, each one
As fragrant as the violets' bloom.

And long amid the starlight glow
We'll stand to talk outside my gate,
For no one comes that way so late,
And who should care l love you so?"

Another kiss and she was gone;
Like post l stood in the moan's stream!
O beautiful beyond a dream,
O small blue flower all my own!

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Alas our love that grew so fair
Has flown and faded from that hour,
O my blue flower, my blue flower!
The world is sorrow everywhere.

(Translated by Corneliu M. Popescu)

The lake

I've made these watercolor painting inspired by the poem "Lacul"(The Lake) by Mihai Eminescu. These is one of the many beautiful but sad poems the poet wrote in the memory of his first love, a young girl from his village who has died when she was only 19. The poet could never forget her be cause she was like an angel, a beautiful girl with golden hair and a wonderfull soul who could stay next to the one she loved for a lifetime.
These is a translation of the poem

THE LAKE
Water lilies load all over
The blue lake amid the woods,
That imparts, while in white circles
Startling, to a boat its moods.

And along the strands I'm passing
Listening, waiting, in unrest,
That she from the reeds may issue
And fall, gently, on my breast;

That we may jump in the little
Boat, while water's voices whelm
All our feelings; that enchanted
I may drop my oars and helm;

That all charmed we may be floating
While moon's kindly light surrounds
Us, winds cause the reeds to rustle
And the waving water sounds.

But she does not come; abandoned,
Vainly I endure and sigh
Prostate, as the water lilies
On the blue lake ever lie.
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English version by Dimitrie Cuclin